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Forever in my mind, only you


an amnesiac shipping meme
You have no idea who you are.
One day, you just woke up from the darkness, confused and alone. You barely remember your own name, much less why you're here...or where here is, even. Your own body is strange to you, and if you have some kind of power or ability, that must be frightening. Perhaps you're angry at everything so new and different, lost in this strange world you don't understand or know your own place in. Maybe you feel the need to hide away, lest you be crushed by everyone out there who is sure to hurt you.
You are so, so alone.
Only you're not. There is one person, one person who's found you and taken you in. They've shown you kindness, looking after you while you can barely look out for yourself. Out of the goodness of their heart, they've shown you things, taught you things. Most importantly, they're giving you a new sense of identity. And for that, you've begun to appreciate them. More than words can say, actually. You care for them so deeply that your heart hurts around them. Is that normal? What is this feeling? You can't imagine life without them, and leaving them- That's something you could never consider. Is this lov...
The word's on the tip of your tongue, but you can't figure it out, exactly. What you can figure out is that you want to give everything you can to the person who's done so much for them. You want to stay by their side and make them happy. You want to protect them at all costs.
So no one would blame you for getting confused when you see them with someone else or getting angry when you believe they're in danger. And certainly it's only natural for you to get frustrated when you want to tell them what you think of them, what they mean to you, and you can't figure out what to do. Perhaps following instincts will do?
One thing you know is that this bond and these emotions will never go away, not even when you learn who you are.
RULES
- This meme is for examining what happens when someone with no memories, potentially someone with powers or skills that could be dangerous at the very least, develops deep feelings for the person who's taken them in or is helping them realize their past. It can be played as awkward, adventurous, tragic, cracky, fluffy, truly romantic, or anything in between. You can play at the beginning, the part where emotions have strongly developed, or even when the amnesiac has regained their memories and must now deal with new feelings.
- Reply with your character and preferences. Mention if you'd like to play the amnesiac, the caretaker/help, or both.
- The role of caretaker does not have to always be beneficial. Maybe they caused this condition in the first place so the other character would be dependent, loving, and loyal towards them.
- Reply to others and play.
F!Robin | FE:A : OTA
Re: F!Robin | FE:A : OTA
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Marie had pretty much stayed out of the conflict that seemed to rumble around her, spending her time in her lake, taking in the sights of the calm forest before her. Of course, things wouldn't be all peaceful for long.
Her day would be taking an odd turn as a silver-haired girl washed up in her lake. "Oh, no!" She gasped out, diving in to try to save her and pull her in. "Are you okay? Please, answer me!"
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"Thank you for saving me, where exactly are we?" she asked, looking up at the woman who saved her.
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"I seem to be a little beat up, but I'll live...As for how I got here, I'm not too sure." She answered, eyes gazing off to the side in thought. Speaking of remembering...Everything was fuzzy when she tried to pull up a memory. Perhaps if she gave it time...
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At her question she hesitated before finding the answer Marie wanted.
"Robin, at least I believe so...My memory is a bit fuzzy to be honest."
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"Oh, dear. I think you'll need some rest." she said. "If you want, I can carry you to where I live..."
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"Where is it that you live?"
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"Why don't you lay down, hm?" She asked, gesturing to the bed nearby.
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"I really don't want to soak your bed through with my clothes." Robin admitted sheepishly, very much still drenched from head to toe.
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"If you are okay with it, I can switch you into some dry clothes. They may just fit you." She offered. "Of course, you'll have to..." she blushed at that. Yes, they were girls, but there was always the case of privacy. She didn't want to seem like a pervert.
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"Thanks, I appreciate it."
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"Let me get you something to wear..." she said, heading towards a shelf to get the items.
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"So how long have you lived out here if you don't mind me asking?"
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She grinned sheepishly as she added, "Do you think it's odd?"
As she said that, she gave Robin a fresh change of clothes.
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"I don't, this seems like a very nice place to reside in."
The woman then sat on the bed, looking exhausted as she felt.
"Thank you again for taking me in."
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"No thank you." She said, stifling a yawn before closing her eyes.